When his eyes slid shut again, it wasn’t her face that he saw, but Hall’s—the way he had looked when he’d crouched down in front of Nicholas, when the boy was barely as high as his hip, and told him that they were leaving. He’d offered his hand—big, so big and warm—and it had closed around his.
Having not even the faintest fucking clue what they were talking about, Ryan looked at Marcus.The male enforcer sighed. They think Makenna’s your mate.
Oh. So do I, Ryan said simply before heading for the cliff steps.Taryn hurried after him. Wait, you do?Why haven’t you told Makenna?
He halted, turning back to the females. He wasn’t going to be able to escape this conversation. It would be best to get it over with. She’s not convinced.Jaime cocked her head. But you are, aren’t you?
I know she’s my mate. I don’t need the pull of the mating bond to tell me that. His wolf growled his agreement.
Frowning thoughtfully, Grace tapped her fingers on her cheek. Something’s obviously blocking the bond. Do you know what it could be?Of course she was. She was his mate.
I gotta say, I wouldn’t have pictured you with someone like her. Taryn snuggled closer to Trey. Fate seems to enjoy surprising us.On another note, Trick told me that Remy turned up at the shelter earlier, said Trey, face hard. I’m not surprised he threatened to reveal Zac’s whereabouts if you’re present at the meeting tomorrow. Part of the case he’s making to the council is that the shelter has no protection. But if some of our pack appear, it will cancel out that side of his argument.
Do you think he really would contact Zac’s old pack? asked Riley, her eyes on Savannah.I think he’ll do it whether we go tomorrow or not, replied Ryan.